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Experiencing Mythology in Our Lives An MER VOX Folio Curated by Jennifer Martelli and Cindy Veach In her poem, “Sealskin, to her selkie,” KT Herr writes: . . . . And who will teach us to remember how to…

Martha McCollough On Mother’s Blue Hat High out of reach / netted lacquer cherries tremble and shine / inviting the bees, her perfect children / not us so waspish and barking / busy with accident — thinking the pearls…

Sarah Sousa Hex Mother conceives the sun in the dark hours before morning, grows large, and births the sun at dawn. The promise of the sun, at least, she keeps. The sun is steadfast, we say, crediting it not Mother,…

Jane Poirier Hart How to Iron a Shirt: Lessons for an Imagined Son 1. Start with the collar. Spread it on out on the board, underside up. Press from points to the middle. Turn over. Now press the right…

KT Herr Sealskin, to her selkie Into a middle drawer you tucked me weary & drack–– I feared tearing grew rank, patient & cracked along the fold like spent leather nestled among the t-shirts. How you itch strangely-clad in…

Jennifer Franklin Eurydice in Hades I thought it would be dark, tucked into the earth like so many fighting seeds. But there is light enough to see my body, its fissures— collectors of secrets. There is light enough to…

Hilary King Joan of Internet Slut They say on Twitter Whore They say on sub-threads Burn this bitch They say when she speaks up about #gamergate #metoo #anything She lived simply once, spinning wool beside her mother. She…

Anne Graue Piece of My Heart Come on. The rain fell on the long drive across New York, along the southern tier—each mile stretched out before and after with bare trees, creeks, and winding snow. The ice hanging from…